Today I’m going to depart slightly from the norm and just say that I’m overwhelmed with journal work right now. I’m attempting to be one of the few women to get her article published with the theme actually incorporating discussions of feminism. I have a feeling that my law school journal will reject it though. I’m thinking that in my attempt to be bold I’ll be too bold and they’ll want to remain conservative.

Oh to be a courageous woman.

and I have way too much stuff to do today. Instead I’m planning a vacation. I’m sick of reading about far away places without the possibility of visiting.

I’m thinking London, because to me it’s the most romantic city I’ve been to. And J could improve in that area considering his idea of romance is watching documentaries and interpreting financial reports. Oh well…

I start classes again on Monday.  Yes, Monday, as in two days from now.  My break of working in pajamas in bed is over and as usual I’m not looking forward to next semester.  I’m taking 17 credits and working three days a week for a split docket judge.  I also have a mock trial competition that I’m not getting any credit for.  So all this work has me thinking about my New Year resolutions:

• stay away from the Facebook–I spend way too much time on here and I really don’t need to know any of it.  I’m sure if it’s important someone will tell me
• work out-that muffin top of mine needs to be gone, if only so I can wear my favorite spring chinos
• kick my Starbucks habit–I spend way too much on coffee and kicking this habit will also kick excess calories
• walk my dogs more–they deserve it
• say less–I say too much at times that really does not need to be said.
• travel home–if only to remember that I have an accent, that dirt floors are real, and swear words are expected in every sentence.

I think those are reasonable and realistic.  And if everything works well I’ll have more time to hopefully stress less. You?

Dear friends,

I wish you all the happiness in this new year. I say this while in bed, with sniffles, and watching my very own Jane Austen marathon. J is with me too, although he isn’t watching Jane Austen’s finest put to the screen, he is instead providing running commentary such as, “What if the Kool-Aid man was a gentleman. Would he have to wait for the door to be opened before making his remarks?” (Yesterday he asked me if I thought the firewood at Whole Foods was organic.) Enjoy your day and new year!

Kel

Yeah, yeah.  As usual I’ve been slackin’ on the blogging.  If you knew what I was up to I think you’d slack too.

• Who’s that Girl?:  Young Lawyers Blog’s wlansden discusses an experience that I too have gone through (and I’m not even a lawyer yet).  I’m still learning how to respond to similar questions and how to call-out the men who ask such absurd questions.  For some reason I’m always asked if I’m a reporter.
• Elena Kagan, a name you should know.  As the first female Solicitor General Elena Kagan has been put in the spotlight recently due to clothing.  Seriously.  NPR had a great story on Kagan’s rise to her new position and discussed what she should wear before the Supreme Court as a lady.  Yes, it’s a little funny but these questions are never posed to men.
• Court Martialed for getting pregnant? This is a story I’m keeping my eyes on to see how the arguments are framed.  For more information I recommend this post over at Feminist Law Profs as well.  What about rape? Or are we as a society still in denial that our soldiers rape women.
• Lawyer at 47 still lives with her parents: Again, this ain’t new people.  In fact, Italian men have been constantly stereotyped as being “mamas’ boys.”  Yes, concerned friend, accept it and move on.  Could it be that she is just working on her footprint by saving space and living with others who just so happen to be her parents?  At this rate, my father will live with me too at 47.  In fact, he’ll probably drive J away.
• Top Ten Wins for Women in 2009: Because the women’s movement has yet to die. 

Happy Wednesday!

1. Read this short piece.
2. Tell me whether the economy persuaded you to apply for law school.
3. And then tell me whether you’d sit on your arse for a year and be paid to do so.  Seriously.

While I’m all for our society educating itself as much as possible (if only to rid us of that horrible “Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader” show) I have to admit that I don’t want the legal gates flooded with applicants.  It’s boils down to basic economics–more qualified applicants means that you’re apt to find one that will take lower pay.  And while I’m not in the legal field for the pay I do feel that my work is worth the pay given to attorneys now.  And that is my hot and cold of the day.

spending the day on Twitter and writing her law review note.

You?

Yes, YOU? Make me jealous with your comments!

I cannot stand it when female law students try to use their sexuality in a manner which tries to exude that they’re smart, when really they’re just being flirtatious. I can see right through it and I can also tell that this is a likely reason why she doesn’t hang out with other women.

Yes, she bugs me. Yes, this is stupid, however I just want to shake her because I have a feeling that she realizes what she is doing.

Oh the joys of finals and going crazy.

Yes, exams.

Come Tuesday I’ll be done and moving on to other projects.

I’m pretty sure I’m going to fail my next exam–that whole you have to memorize the rule book–yeah, I don’t do that well. Actually, show me a person who does do that well!

And it’s cold. Which means poor Guinness must wear his sweaters again…

Oh, and I am now officially a published writer.